Welcome to my Banana Nightmare
FYI when you are using frozen bananas to make banana bread for your colleagues at work, you should probably prepare yourself for the BARFIEST EXPERIENCE OF YOUR LIFE. And since I already have an intense hatred for overripe bananas, this was the equivalent of a banana horror movie.
NOTE: When you defrost frozen bananas, they disintegrate. Like, for example, if you were (hypothetically) holding them up saying “THESE BANANAS ARE GROSS” to someone, they would (hypothetically) detatch from the brown, rotting stem mid-sentence, and splat on the floor.
And then, when you manage to peel off all the floppy, flaccid cold skin, it looks like a bunch of poos:
And like, when you bake with frozen bananas you have to extract the gross overripe banana juices, and condense them on the stove, and it smells like you drank banana vodka and threw it up in the toilet.
And then when you mash everything together, it smells all gross and you feel like you are in a neverending banana nightmare where the villain is a frozen banana and he’s trying to kill you with his overt banana stink.
But then, when it’s all cooked, and your colleagues at work eat it all, and tell you how good it is, and how nice you are, and how good a cook you are, and they don’t suspect your weird, freakish hatred for overripe bananas… it all seems somehow worth it.